My Salvation - Page 97

“Negative. Ever since we used the city cameras, all the douchebags became techno conscious,” the blond explained, a look of disgust on his face.

“We do! I did it!” A tiny girl stuck her head in front of the camera beside the dark-haired one, who lifted her into his lap.

Meryn frowned. “Did what, Penny?”

“Hi, Auntie!”

“Hey, baby girl. What did you do?”

“Yes, honey, what did you do?” a woman asked off-screen.

“Hey, Rheia.”

“Hey, hun. I’m assuming Aiden left already.”

“Yeah, I think he was heading to the Council Manor first before returning to the Alpha estate.”

“Gavriel is here.”

“Hello, solnyshko moya,” a deep voice greeted.

“Hey, Gavriel.” Meryn pointed to the screen. “Back to baby girl. What did you do?”

“Yesterday, while I was coloring, I heard Jaxon and Noah say they wished they had eyes on the inside, so I tole Uncle Graham I wanted to see PapaByron, so he tooks me to the council place. I was able to go to the room where everyone looked mad. I gave PapaByron a hug, and I leff your car there.” She sat up proudly. “It can hear, an it can see.” She looked down. “Did I help?”

“Fuck yeah, you did!” Meryn exclaimed.

“Penelope Carmichael! How did you know to do that?” Rheia asked.

Penny pointed to the screen. “Auntie always says you gotta know shit to rule shit.”

Priest, along with most of the men left at the bar, cracked up.

“Where did you leave it, baby girl?”

Penny looked around. “Where is Felix?”

“It got cold here, so he’s not feeling well,” Meryn explained.

“Does he have a hand warmer? I can send my scrunchie,” Penny asked, looking worried.

Meryn slapped a hand to her forehead. “Of course!” She smiled at the girl. “Don’t worry, Auntie will take care of Felix. Can you tell me where you left the car?”

“Under da table.”

“Good job!”

“Bringing it online now, Meryn,” the blond said, and moments later, a second window popped up, this time in the upper right. It was a video streaming what looked to be the wooden underside of the table and a lot of shoes.

“The council will be busy for at least the next hour formulating a response to our demands. Tell them to get the men together, then move in and retrieve our package,” an unfamiliar voice ordered.

Meryn made a signal, and the blond nodded. “We’re muted.”

Pulling out her phone, she dialed and waited. “They’re on the move, heading toward the Alpha estate. Divert Gamma for backup.”

“Roger that, Menace,” Sascha replied, and she hung up the phone. Looking down at the laptop. “Gavriel…” Meryn started.

“No one shall enter this house and live,” he promised.